Clerihew By Starlight
CLERIHEW BY STARLIGHT
Boris Johnson stood transfixed at dusk
In a garden where the breeze was brusque;
His head thrown back to see the stars,
Avoiding a sentence he had to parse.
For the evening held a sharp surprise,
Luckily, with no Moon's rise.
He thus beheld celestial sparkle,
A speedy diamond with which to startle
The astronomically uninformed
Who fail to become the early-warned
By ignoring NASA's “Spot the Station”
Available to all, even on vacation.
And so it was, with effortless skill,
He spied the Station climb gravity's hill
To its Zenith where, within Earth's shadow,
It disappeared, save for watchers aglow
With wonderment that, all things considered,
This two-minute show comprised a blizzard
Of light and speed. Said he “'Twas lucky for me,
A revelation of evening's sky, and free!”
Chris Hubbard, 2020.